Chapter 10
"Are you alright?" the council woman, one of ten, asked.
Victora didn't respond. She was kneeling at Acklan's side. He barely alive. He briefly opened his eyes, eyes that already seemed to look across from the other side of the grave. Lifting his hand to Victora's face, he tried to speak, but he was gone before the words were out of his mouth.
Victora wept, unconsolable. Her only comfort was the Jedi belief that Acklan had become one with the Force, a sort of "life after death".
The council woman knelt beside her and held her like a mother holds her grown child who's heart has broken.
Victora stayed at the Temple for a week, recovering her mind, body, and spirit. She decided, however, that the life of a Jedi was not for her. She would direct her steps from the Temple and into a new life - as neither Sith nor Jedi.
"Where will you go?" the council woman asked her.
"I've always wanted to visit Takodana. I've heard reports that it's the most beautiful place in the galaxy. I met Maz Kanata one time and she said if I ever needed anything I could go to her."
"The same is true here, Victora," the council woman said.
"Thank you so much."
"Good luck, Victora."
With that, Victora left the Temple and started on her new life, her new journey.